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Xu Fang felt that for women like Jiang Muwan, getting married was an accident.
How many of those who have to rely on countermurder to heal their severe soul trauma could love someone?
How many of them have a true heart?
People like her were solitary hedgehogs, bristling with spines that kept everyone at bay.
Yet Gu Jiangnian couldn't see through it, despite having gone through family catastrophes and life-and-death experiences himself. His path was even rougher than Jiang Muwan's. His sister had died, his mother was confined to a mental hospital by villains, and only after stepping over countless bodies had he overturned the Gu family. He couldn't save his sister, and it took a long time and a live-in doctor to maintain his mother's status quo.
He had hacked his way through adversities, his flesh worn to the bone, and now, seated in a high position, he still believed in love, believed in marriage.
